Living in the lap of luxury isn't bad, except that you never know when luxury is going to stand up

I think we're a kind of desperation. We're sort of a maddening luxury. The basic and essential human is the woman, and all that we're doing is trying to brighten up the place. That's why all the birds who belong to our sex have prettier feathers / because males have got to try and justify their existence.

Living in the lap of luxury isn't bad except that you never know when luxury is going to stand up.

In common with all Protestant or Jewish cultures, America was developed on the idea that your word is your bond. Otherwise, the frontier could never have been opened, 'cause it was lawless. A man's word had to mean something.

If you want a happy ending, that depends, of course, on where you stop your story.

The enemy of art is the absence of limitations.